Shadows of the past
I feel them next to me
Mother's gentle touch
Her heart I always see

Looking at my child
Reflection of her past
Mother's gentle shadow
Through a looking glass

Gentleness that's given
Now will be received
Eyes of mine so focused
With heart that always sees

Child of so much beauty
I wonder if you know
The love that I now give you
Was taught with special glow

Watching you so gently
Touching you with love
These the hands of mother
With tenderness above

Smiling down in beauty
Love that will surround
Mother's heart is present
Past and future bound.
 
 

~ Francine Pucillo ~
© used with permission

To visit her site
Click on Lady above